Chapter 308: No One Dares to Move Miss Lu's People

“Everyone, it was my fault, I went to the wrong place.

I apologize for disrupting your enjoyment, I will penalize myself with three drinks,” she said.

The woman stood up, poured wine into her glass, and drank decisively without any hesitation.

As she was swallowing the third drink, Yaen Chi raised his glass from afar and gestured towards her, “It’s fine, let’s just consider this making a new friend.

We have to give some face for Miss Fang.”

With that, he drained his glass.

The woman sighed with relief.

“Then all of you continue to enjoy, I’ll send over two bottles of good wine later.

I have something else to attend to, so I’ll be taking my leave now.”

As she passed by, the woman didn’t look at Nan Jiaojiao.

She didn’t manage to push Nan Jiaojiao out as was intended.

She showed loyalty.

“Why did you come over here?” Bo Yanching held Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, unfolding her fingers one by one in his palm.

“Why are your hands so cold?

Did you indulge in chilling again?”

Nan Jiaojiao snapped back to reality, “No, the milk tea is hot.”

“Alright, drink it if you want, but try to consume less, or you won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, “You said you were here, so I came to check on you, but I have to go back, Zhenzhen is alone there.”

Bo Yanching’s handsome face remained calm, his eyebrows slightly raised, “I’ve sent some desserts over there.”

“Thank you.”

Nan Jiaojiao had never felt so tongue-tied before.

She pulled her hand back and turned to leave.

The smile on the man’s face grew colder.

Nan Jiaojiao turned back and hesitated, “If it ends early, let’s go home together.”

She mentioned going home.

Bo Yanching’s lips curled into a smile, “I can leave anytime, call me when you’re done eating.”

“Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao leaned in, kissed his lips, and before he could reach out to hug her, she quickly ran away.

The people in the box observed quietly, everyone witnessed the nauseatingly sweet expression on Bo Yanching’s face, and the tense atmosphere snapped suddenly.

Bo Yanching sat back down, “Let’s eat, don’t just stare at me.”

Loo Jinyang reached out with his chopsticks, humbly asking, “Brother Yan, may I have a little bite of water spinach?”

Bo Yanching responded, “Hmm.”

“Can I also have just a bit of soup?”

Bo Yanching didn’t respond.

Huo Linxi kicked Loo Jinyang, “I think your brain is rather like water spinach.

Eat your food and stop talking so much.”

Loo Jinyang shamelessly said, “Isn’t it because the atmosphere was weird?

I’m just trying to liven things up.

Who could resist this big little cutie like me?”

Huo Linxi rolled his eyes at him.

The atmosphere had indeed been frightening.

As soon as Miss Fang entered, she had clung close to Bo Yanching, ignoring all other men around her, seducing him as if no one else existed, clearly with an agenda.

Although Bo Yanching didn’t speak, he didn’t let Miss Fang get close to him; he kept staring at his phone, his expression growing increasingly ugly, his brows furrowing over his deep, chilly eyes, making the surrounding air feel as if it had frozen into ice.

Everyone present could feel a bone-chilling dread seeping in.

Luckily, Nan Jiaojiao arrived.

Luckily, Miss Fang understood the situation.

Mo Tingshen handed a glass of wine over, jesting, “Do you see now?”

Bo Yanching leaned back, an arm resting on the back of his chair, raising an eyebrow, “She’s Miss Lu’s associate.

I wouldn’t dare touch her.”

“How do you know she wasn’t sent by Jiaojiao?”

Bo Yanching was confident, “She wouldn’t.”

Actually, he was not wary of Lu Zhenzhen; he was giving face to Lu Zhenzhen.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t have many friends, and Lu Zhenzhen was her closest.

Bo Yanching couldn’t afford to offend her; otherwise, a little whisper from a best friend might leave him in an untenable position.

Meanwhile, Nan Jiaojiao was heading back and overheard someone speaking at the entrance of the box.